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Subject: Re: - kristy.txt [01/01]
Date: 27 Sep 96 03:10:35
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> 
> THE FOLLOWING IS A WORK OF PURE FICTION. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO ANY
> INDIVIDUAL, DEAD OR ALIVE, IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL.
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>      John eased back in his recliner, adjusted his robe some and
> let himself relax. For some reason he felt a little older than
> his 33 years. Maybe it was his wife's leaving him several years
> ago and, basically, disappearing from his life and that of
> Alexis, his now 12-year-old daughter. Maybe that had caught up
> with him this week for some reason.
>      Then again, it had been an active evening. Alexis' best
> friend, Kristy, was spending the night and John had spent much of
> the evening cooking hotdogs and hamburgers, and playing games
> with the girls.
>      He laughed to himself, thinking maybe he had even gotten too
> old even for Nintendo games.
>      The shower had helped. He had taken a long, hot one and was
> so relaxed afterwards that he had slipped on only his robe and
> nothing else. The girls had gone back to Alexis' room and, most
> likely, would be asleep soon.
>      John had the television playing low and was only semi-
> interested in watching. Still, he was easily startled when
> something moved in the corner of his eye. He turned and saw
> Kristy there.
>      "You OK?" he asked her.
>      She obviously was trying not to giggle.
>      "I'm sorry if I scared you, Mr. Thomas," she said. "Alexis
> went to sleep and I got kind of bored and I came out there. But I
> didn't mean to scare you."
>      John blushed some, somewhat embarrassed. "It's ok, honey,"
> he told her.
>      Kristy walked slowly over to his recliner. She was wearing
> just a long t-shirt that came to mid-thigh on her, revealing much
> of her tanned firm legs. She obviously wore no bra because her
> nipples poked delicately at the thinnish material. Her dark blond
> hair was long, dropping to at least four or five inches below her
> shoulders, and it seemed to fit perfectly with an absolutely
> gorgeous face for any female of any age.
>      "Whatcha watching?" she said, appearing interested in the
> television, though she was still moving towards is recliner.
>      "Aw, some show. I'm not even sure what it was. I was just
> letting the TV keep me company basically," he replied.
>      Kristy sat on the arm of his recliner, her left leg draped
> on the right arm. It was bent at the knee and her movement caused
> the shirt to ride up her leg further, revealing more of her
> young, tanned, firm body.
>      Not meaning to, John's eyes moved to the leg. The beauty of
> it caused his cock to stir and he even considered grabbing a feel
> of it before his common sense took over. His eyes moved up and he
> saw Kristy looking at him. She smiled but said nothing.
>      Reaching down and taking his remote, Kristy began switching
> channels with it, saying, "Well, maybe I can find us something
> better to watch that you will like more!"
>      She flicked through the channels quickly while John did his
> best not to let his eyes move back to her sexy young leg.
> Suddenly, the television stopped on one of the movie channels. On
> it, two women were standing there nude, apparently ready to have
> sex with a man who was running his hands over their bodies.
>      "Guess he is gonna fuck them," Kristy said nonchalantly but
> John's cock nearly jumped at her use of the word "fuck."
>      Kristy shifted again and moved closer to him, sitting more
> on the arm of the chair now. The shirt rode up more, revealing
> her left hip but not allowing him to see more.
>      John's eyes kept moving back and forth, looking at the nude
> women on television and looking at this incredibly gorgeous 12-
> year-old body right beside him. It was getting more and more
> difficult for him to contain his excitement, and his cock was
> beginning to stiffen.
>      "Maybe...uh...maybe you ought to go on back to bed, Kristy,"
> he said, forcing the words even though he desperately wanted to
> see how this sexy little girl looked nude.
>      "Aw, I'm not sleepy at all!" she replied.
>      As he was trying to force his courage to demand she return
> to bed, he heard her giggle.
>      "Doesn't look like you are sleepy either, Mr. Thomas!" she
> laughed.
>      He looked at her eyes and then trailed them to his lap. His
> cock was obviously hard poking the robe up some.
>      "Uh...Kristy...Kristy...uh," he stammered, not sure of what
> to say, knowing he had to get this girl away from him.
>      Suddenly, she jumped off the recliner and stood there beside
> it. He was relieved - she was going back to bed.
>      "Aw, Mr. Thomas!" she whined. Then, with one swift pull, the
> shirt came over her head and off her body. She tossed it to the
> floor and stood there completely nude, showing him her 12-year-
> old body.
>      "Are you SURE I can't stay up a little while longer?"
>      He was unable to speak. Trying to, all he heard was a small
> groan come from his own lips. He could not even move, his eyes
> locked to her tiny tits and to her bare pussy. In fact, he could
> not even move when the nude girl climed into the recliner with
> him.
>      When her lips pressed against his, he instinctively opened
> his mouth and let his tongue slide into her mouth. Kristy groaned
> and sucked lightly at his tongue. His hands finally found
> themselves, and they began feeling her tight young ass, one
> eventually leaving to feel her small firm tits. He could feel her
> hands opening his robe as far as they could, and then he could
> feel her lips over his neck.
>      "No," he finally was able to say. "No, we can't do this. For
> crying out loud, you are 12 fucking years old!"
>      Undaunted, she continued kissing him, working down his
> chest. He began to protest again but the words stuck in his
> throat as her tongue snaked out to lick his right nipple. The
> sensuousness of her tongue, the way it licked small circles
> around his nipple, the way her young mouth opened and sucked it
> inside, it stopped his protests. They had gone too far. His cock
> was too hard.
>      "You want to fuck me, Mr. Thomas?" she asked, the words
> flowing so naturally from her.
>      "God yes!" he replied, knowing it was wrong, knowing he
> would have to do it.
>      "Say it. Tell me what you want, Mr. Thomas."
>      He nearly whimpered. "I want to fuck you, Kristy."
>      Still on top of him, she reached between her legs and found
> his hard cock. He could feel as she began rubbing the head back
> and forth on her slit. Her young pussy was hot. Her young pussy
> was wet.
>      "You want to fuck me, Mr. Thomas? You want to fuck a 12 year
> old girl's cunt?"
>      This time he didn't hesitate. "Yeah. Fucking yeah! I want to
> fuck you, Kristy. I want to fuck your hot, wet 12 year old cunt
> with my hard cock!"
>      They both groaned as she began lowering her pussy down his
> cock. It was incredibly tight but so wet that it slid down
> easily. They both whimpered the last part and then his cock was
> buried in her cunt.
>      "God yes!" she whispered loudly. "Your hard fucking cock
> feels so good in my hot cunt!"
>      She began moving her pussy up and down his cock, fucking him
> as he sat in his chair. He was squeezing her ass, his mouth
> sucking her nipples as the little girl fucked up and down his
> cock. She moved slowly at first, obviously no virgin, and then a
> little faster. He was still. She was fucking him.
>      "So good, Mr. Thomas! So fucking good! Fucking! Fucking!"
>      Her cunt became a blur on his cock and he could feel her
> tense, he could hear her grunting. She leaned forward, her lips
> at his ear.
>      "I'm cumming. Oh fuck! I'm cumming on your fucking cock!"
> she loudly whispered, her hot breath and her hot words in his
> ear.
>      Kristy continued moving quickly up and down his cock, the
> feeling and her words making his balls boil.
>      "Faster," he groaned at her and he could feel the speed of
> her pussy up and down his cock pick up.
>      As it did, he groaned. His cock began spurting hot cum into
> her 12 year old pussy. His groans were louder. Her mouth kept
> whispering, "Cum for me! Cum for me! Cum in my little cunt!"
>      Having filled the little girl's pussy, the held each other,
> trying to catch their breath. His cock, now going limp, was still
> in her pussy.
>      "Will you get hard for me again? Please, Mr. Thomas?" she
> whispered in that sexy way to him.
>      He groaned. "I might need a few minutes, baby," he replied.
> Then, he felt his balls tickling.
>      His eyes popped open. Then he saw what was causing that
> wonderful sensation on his balls. Alexis, his own daughter, had
> snuck into the room and was licking them!
>      John began to speak.
>      Kristy smiled, not interrupting Alexis' licking of her own
> father's balls. "She wanted you, Mr. Thomas. We both did. We're
> tired of fucking these 16 year old guys who think they are such
> studs! We both wanted a real man!"
>      John began to object but remained silent. The sensation of
> Alexis loving his balls with her young mouth was too much for
> him. Instead, he allowed his cock to begin hardening in Kristy's
> pussy and he reached down and slid a finger into his daughter's
> cunt.
>      Yeah, he thought, I'm going to give both these little sluts
> plenty of cock!
>                               -END-
> 
> .